Testo Supreme Underwear - Payday
Testo della canzone Supreme Underwear (Payday), tratta dall'album It's Just Music
What, what?
Cha-ching, cha-ching
What, what?
Okay, mm, c'mon
Kisses, kisses
Shoutout to the hustlers tryna get the cash (cha-ching)
Gold on they teeth, Evisu on they ass (what?)
He got the big drip, yeah, that's what I like to see (mhm)
Great hair and a great personality
Reaching for the stars, looking back at me (what?)
Smile for the pic for the gram like cheese
I got my own bread, I ain't gotta say please
He got his Louis V sleeves wrapped around me
I don't fuck with broke ass boys
I'm annoyed, yeah, fuck that noise
I'm not a creep
Oh, I promise, oh I swear
But when you reached I saw your Supreme underwear
Don't take it wrong
I promise it's alright
You spend money on your undies and I think that's really nice
He not a broke boy, he not a broke boy
He got the money, he run it up his own boy
He gotta big flex BAPE on the coat boy
I know you broke, pants held up by a rope boy
What's the deal? Go chase a bag (go chase it)
You a bum, I can see you mad (you mad)
Run it up, just to run it back (run it back)
Keep the coin all up in the sack
I don't fuck with broke ass boys
I'm annoyed, yeah, fuck that noise
I'm not a creep
Oh, I promise, oh I swear
But when you reached I saw your Supreme underwear
Don't take it wrong
I promise it's alright
You spend money on your undies and I think that's really nice
Credits
Writer(s): Eligh Nachowitz, Payton Clark
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